studiobondurri CHAPTER 182 HIGH CLASS
CHAPTER 182 HIGH CLASS
CHAPTER 182 HIGH CLASSThe week passed quickly. I spent 14 hours a day training. Half of that was my quirk and the other half was my body. Sparring the other students one at a time we were all dead tired by the end of the week.
I was looking forward to the weekend since Midnight already had me booked. I broke my promise though. I couldn’t help but tell Toru the truth.
She couldn’t believe I was expected to do such a thing. But she too got excited thinking of me seducing Midnight. Sleeping with someone I shouldn’t was apparently another kink I had awakened in her.
Rather than focusing on the other girls in our class she was more turned on than usual. Able to go multiple times a night we didn’t spend much time apart from one another.
“You do all the work,” she groaned, laying her hands and legs on the bed.
“I always do all the work,” I said as I laid on top of her. My dick hovering over her pubic mound.
“I’m sorry,” she groaned. “I’m just so exhausted. I don’t know how you keep going.”
“It’s fine,” I said, kissing her. I began to slide into her. “Fuck you’re tight.”
“You’re just gigantic,” she panted as I kept pushing in. “I think Tsuyu and Momo are starting to suspect. They asked me today about weird noises coming from my room.” She gasped, covering her mouth as she began to cum. I started humping into her, making her lose her voice.
“What did you tell them?” I asked.
“I clicked a popup and it brought me to porn,” she said quickly as she started pushing herself up into me. “I almost told them the truth. That you fucked me till I passed out.”
“Like every night,” I said, sealing her lips we focused on one another. Lifting her ass up I humped into her hard. She grabbed her tits, squeezing them as she stuck her tongue out at me. Begging me to cum in her.
It wasn’t long until I was unloading in her. Dropping us to the bed she wrapped her legs around my ass as I laid on top of her. “I fucking love you,” she grunted. Kissing my neck as I continued to try to push further into you.
“I love you,” I said. “That enough? Or should we go again?”
“How long do you have?” She asked looking at the clock. “5 minutes. Make it quick.” I laughed. Nodding, I started up again. Flipping her over I humped her hard into the mattress. Making it creak loudly so others could hear.
When I unloaded in her again she leaned back. “Kiss,” Toru ordered. I kissed her lips. “Stay safe. Come to bed when you’re back.”
“Yes dear.”
“Wake me up early. I want to hear the juicy stories,” she said.
“Will do,” I promised as I put on my Hero Costume. The black hoodie littered with Watanabe hearts felt like home for me. Jumping off of her balcony as I draped myself in dark chakra I made my way to the school. Taking a back entrance I was surprised to see Principal Nezu waiting for me.
“Mr. Watanabe,” the mouse man said. “I’m glad you could join us.” I noticed Midnight next to him, I almost didn’t recognize her. Long blonde hair she wore a red nightgown that didn’t show any skin. Sleeves up to her wrists the skirt of the gown stopped just below the knees.
“Of course,” I said. “Mid-Ms. Ishio,” I corrected. Trying to remember my role. She has been giving me extra lessons lately on certain ways to act, to help educate me for my role. I needed to remember not to let her hero name slip.
“That’s right, but it would be better to call me madam,” she said with a smile. I doubted she was joking.
“Yes, madam,” I said with a bow.
“Good,” Midnight said. “A couple of formalities. Principle Nezu needs you to sign a few documents before this becomes official.”
“Yes, this is a little unorthodox, but not unheard of. Usually a few 3rd years are selected for undercover training. Never a 1st year. But I understand you have already made a name for yourself.”
“Uhh I’m not in trouble am I?” I asked nervously. I really hadn’t thought I’d be found out. I was glad they hadn’t mentioned Nejire or Toru yet.
“With this we will consider all transgressions forgiven,” Principal Nezu said. “We have some liability waivers we need signed however.” He soon had me sign a stack of papers. Initialling and signing about 2 dozen times as he walked me through the papers.
Basically they said I wouldn’t sue the school if things went south. I was doing this under my own will. I couldn’t talk about anything that happened. But it would be noted on my permanent record. Normally that was a bad thing, at least in America it was. Here it was pretty much a resume. When heroes considered hiring you they were able to look at these sorts of records. Listing accomplishments that not everyone knew about. There were code names for course, so people didn’t know exactly what you were a part of. But it was better than nothing.
“Alrighty, anything else?” I asked.
“Your costume,” Midnight said, pointing to a suitcase. I walked over to it, excited. Opening it to reveal the red chest armor, magenta wasn’t really my color, the black pants, and brown trench coat I quickly disrobed and tried it on. The chest conformed to me perfectly. The pants were normal but had hard plates throughout them and large pockets in them. The trench coat was long and perfect. I had a pretty good set of Gambit cosplay gear now.
“Looks good,” Midnight said. “What about your face?”
“Oh right,” I said. Pretending to pull something out of my pocket I turned around and did a transformation jutsu. Making my face a little different. More angles and adding a handlebar mustache I revealed my look.
“Very good,” Midnight said. Not hardly questioning the transformation.
“Good luck,” Nezu said as if he were a parent sending a kid off to their first day of school. We went out a side door into a garage. Inside was a black Mercedes. It was easy to tell the vehicle was expensive.
“You know how to drive by chance?” She asked.
“I do,” I said, growing excited. Without another word she tossed me the keys.
“Would be bad if I was seen driving myself around,” she clarified. I ran ahead, opening the back door for her. Giving me a smile she sat down, putting her hand on my arm as she did so. “Very good reaction. A girl could get used to this treatment.”
“You act like you already are,” I noted. She laughed, her blonde hair making her look very different. I shut the door and moved to the drivers seat. The engine revving loudly I opened a garage door and we were soon on our way to wherever the hell we were going.
There was a large LCD display in the dash. An address already entered in I followed the directions as Midnight spoke.
“Remember, call me madam or Ms. Ishio. Open doors for me. Stand behind me 1 step at all times. You don’t go anywhere without my express order.”
“What kind of order?” I asked.
“You may need to fight, but that’s rare,” she admitted. “These bigwigs like to show off their new pets. They take it as a source of pride to have bigger and stronger guys following their orders.”
“Why do you need me again? Sounds like you can fit in easy enough,” I asked.
“These people like to win. If they do want to challenge you they will probably help dope their bodyguard. That will give me a good segway to ask where they got the drug and hopefully lead me to the source,” she said. That made more sense.
“Also…” she added. “There has been a complication with my identity.”
“Someone know you’re Midnight?” I asked.
“Ha no,” she said. “For years I’ve been on television during the Sports Festival. Would you recognize me?” I looked in the rear view mirror, and honestly had trouble seeing it. “That’s what I thought. No, I’m not worried about that identity. I’m more worried about the Ishio one. My parents know what I do. But they’re retired now. My dads businesses aren’t as good as they used to be. A couple of the young entrepreneurs have approached me offering to assist my fathers companies.”
“Marriage?” I asked. She nodded.
“Yes, though not doing well, they are still very profitable and name brands. They hope to swoop in, marry me, and take control.”
“None interest you?” I asked with a laugh.
“No, I hate these rich assholes,” she said. “I grew up with them. Their fake smiles piss me off. Spouting about heroes not doing enough while they have ex-heroes and villains at their beck and call.”
“Villains too?” I asked.
“Oh yes. Some of them get off on having a killer behind them. They usually have their records sealed. Another loophole they got passed into law after enough bribes.”
“Jeez,” I said. “So what should I watch out for?”
“Everything. You order my drinks. I don’t take anything unless it’s from your hand. You watch everyone around me. Fights have broken out in the past before.”
“You sure are putting a lot of trust in a 1st year,” I mumbled.
“What can I say? You impressed me,” she laughed, locking eyes with me through the rear view.
“And I won’t get in trouble?” I asked. “If I use my quirk?”
“No,” she admitted. “Someone could be beat so bad they have to go to the hospital. But no police would come. You don’t need to worry about anyone besides you and I knowing what will happen here.”
I nodded. It wasn’t long until we were pulling up to the address. Just a carport I parked and was opening Midnight’s door. I had been trained to take on roles back when I was expected to seduce the Mizukage. Scanning the area I quickly took on what I assumed a bodyguard should do.
Midnight led us to an elevator. Taking us to the base level there was another elevator next to it that hadn’t been above. She pushed a card against the button for this elevator. It dinged and opened. Pushing the down button we slowly descended.
“There are secret spots like this all over. Be careful. We are always on camera,” she whispered, eyeing above. I noticed 2 cameras pointing at us. Small and discrete.
It took time but the elevator dinged and opened. We were met with 2 bodyguards in suits. I put on my stern face and followed Midnight to another elevator. People nodded her way, but didn’t check to make sure she belonged there. I guessed she was a regular.
We stepped out of the elevator to a much more lavish display. There were waiters with trays of champagne and fancy hand food moving through the crowd of rich people. The rich people were easy to identify. Elegant gowns that matched Midnight’s style. Suits that cost more than my house. And with each of them a bodyguard.
Some of the ex-heroes and villains wore suits like their masters. Most wore costumes. All were strong. I could feel it in the room with my Haki. Spiritual energy was in everything, especially the strong. In a room full of weak rich people and strong bodyguards I could distinguish them with my eyes closed. Simply using Haki to guide me.
Midnight walked into the throng of people and was soon one with the crowd. Grabbing a glass of champagne I guessed it was fine since we just arrived. But I’d have to get all of her future drinks just in case. My eyes scanned everyone as she led. Ready for anything.
“Nemuri,” a woman said, waving us over.
“Ema,” Midnight said as she made a beeline for her. Ema was an older woman with a crowd of younger women.
“So good to see you,” Ema said as they kissed one another on the cheek. I eyed her and the few guards around them. They weren't too much of a threat. I scanned the area around us as they talked.
Behind the women was a long wall of glass that was obviously a 1 way mirror like in Okayama. Like the other underground arena there were stands for normal bystanders and a ring in the middle. Instead of a chain link fence there was a glass enclosure. A man and a woman fought in the ring but it was easy to see the woman would win.
I turned my gaze back around us. Noticing 3 different sets of eyes on Midnight I discreetly turned to them. Their bodyguards were strong. I’d have to watch them.
“And who is this strapping young lad?” Ema asked.
“Oh right, this is my new bodyguard?” Midnight said.
“A bodyguard? You? But you’ve never bothered with one,” she said haughtily.
“What can I say? He caught my eye,” Midnight said with a wink. I kept my stoic look on.
“I recognize you. You’re that Gambit fellow from Okayama a few weeks ago,” one of the women said. I guessed that they had traveled together since a few of the other women nodded.
“How did you snake this one? I heard a few people asking about him,” Ema asked.
“Got lucky,” Midnight said. “Besides, with Shimura and Jiro becoming pushy I thought it was a good idea to-“
She stopped as I grabbed the hand reaching for her. Squeezing it there was a girlie yelp let out as Midnight turned. I was crushing the hand of a very handsome man. Slicked back black hair, high end suit, and big bodyguard that made a move for me.
“Stop,” Midnight said as if she expected everyone to listen. They surprisingly did. “Gambit, release.” I did. I was enjoying the name too much. It was like I was roleplaying a Marvel hero. Way too fun.
“Shimura,” Midnight said as I stared the guy's bodyguard down. The man was a good 8 feet tall. Muscles layered on muscles he wore a stainless steel mask that reflected my face back at me. “What can I help you with?”
“I simply came to say hello,” Shimura said, nursing his hand. I had not gone easy on him. Without my weights on I was moving a little too easily. I might have to tone it down.
“Hello,” Midnight said. “Goodbye,” she added, turning around and dismissing him. I could see now why her hero costume was reminiscent of a dominatrix. She appeared to enjoy ordering people around. Back in conversation with the other girls she proceeded to ignore him.
I did not. Eyeing them up and down Shimura had hate in his eyes. For me and Midnight. I looked at him as if asking him to try something. He tsked and turned around. His bodyguard eyed me through his mask from small eye slits then followed.
I turned back to Midnight and continued to be her bodyguard.